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I want to have a fat (398lbs/180kg) daddy king at home like him. All day in his service.

For anyone that needs to hear this,

You are not less of a feedee or glutton because you couldn’t finish your food. For whatever reason.

You are not lesser because you don’t want to eat or drink certain things that appear to be staples in the community (soft drinks, gainer shakes, etc)

You are not lesser for losing or not having much of an appetite

You are not lesser for wanting to take a break or stop all together

Please don’t feel obligated to push your body further than you or it wants.

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There is a feast prepared for the king. Actually, it is his routine.

Food is neatly arranged on the table. The aromas of juicy meat, sweet fruit, rich sauces, fluffy cakes, and crunchy cookies are all in the air.

The food begin to hypnotize him. His knees get week, he can't wait anymore. He takes his seat and starts to eat. He forgets about all the hardships of ruling and just indulge in pleasures he has in front of him. He can't stop eating, fabric of his waistcoat is stretching. Only after he reached his hand, but find no more food, he wakes up from his trance and he realizes how much he ate. His cheeks look like two peaches now, burning.

He sets eyes on his belly. Today it is strained slightly at the table. His lovehandles are resting on chair sides. He feels narrowness of his current position and how he fills the whole space between the table and the chair.

He wishes to stand up. He grabs the chair with his flabby arms, feeling his whole body jiggling slightly. He walks slowly toward his office. It's time to get back to work, even as his vest stretches dangerously across his sagging, bloated belly, while at the same time hugging his soft, wide sides.

He hopes no one see him in this state, still feeling numb because of memory of all delicious food. When he thinks about it, he blushes again. He would eat even more, but, oh, well! He has a whole cabinet of raisins and buns in his office. He heads there more quickly, his heavy footsteps echoing down the empty hallway.

The cupboard is the first thing he looks into. He takes out some food, stretches out on the chair, and savors the sweets, muttering to himself with pleasure. He tries to focus on his work, but he also snacks.

On the other hand, he remains aware of the state of his vest. The buttons are barely hanging on, and finally, as he shifts position, one of them falls off, releasing a fragment of soft mass. He tries to pretend nothing has happened, that he isn't worried about the rest of his wardrobe... or about the excitement that is building up inside him. He even wishes someone else could witness him ruining another vest because of his own gluttony.

However, he is alone, silence all around him. There's only him, the papers, and the food. He gives himself over to them, wondering if more buttons will soon fall off too.

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Hello to anyone who sees this, a little about me I started posting myself on this blog for myself to see my progress and feel good in my body. I’ve admired bigger guys and the gaining community for years and I felt it was time I finally give into the cravings 😈 so a thank you to all the likes and followers and let me know if there is anything you’d like to see from me or and tips and tricks to gaining.